People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

Chapter 302 Fan Bailing

"Oh? I wonder if this little brother has any advice?"

Su Xinghe was not angry, but asked with a smile on his face.

"I don't have any experience, but I think you are not sincere. You just want to gain fame and don't want to really crack the chess game."

The voice sounded again.

"Humph!"

Kang Guangling snorted coldly and said loudly: "Master, I have studied chess all my life. How can there be any lies? You hide your head and show your tail. You are not a good guy. I think you are here to cause trouble."

"Are you dissatisfied?"

The voice sounded again.

"Little boy, if you have the ability, come and break the Zhenlong chess game. If you really have the ability to break it, I will kowtow to you a hundred times. Why not?"

Kang Guangling said loudly.

Although Kang Guangling was not good at martial arts, he was good at playing the piano. He was the first among the eight friends of Hangu and was known as the piano madman.

Whether they are people in the world or high-ranking officials, they are all proud to know Kang Guangling.

Now that Kang Guangling had made such a big bet, they wanted to see if this hidden man dared to come out.

"I can't crack this chess game."

The man's voice came again.

Kang Guangling sneered: "Since you can't crack it, your Excellency is talking nonsense here again. You are simply not a son of a man."

"I can't crack it, but someone can." The man said.

"Who is this little brother talking about?" Su Xinghe became interested and asked with a smile.

"The shadows of peach blossoms fall and fly to the divine sword, and the tide of the blue sea touches the jade flute."

The man suddenly recited a poem.

"If we invite him, do you think we can break it?"

The man continued.

Su Xinghe remained silent.

After a moment, Su Xinghe said: "If we can really invite this person, it might be possible to crack the chess game."

At this point, he sighed and said, "It's a pity that my disciples and grandsons went to look for him several times, but they didn't see anyone."

Su Xinghe's words are very obvious. In his opinion, the person you mentioned can crack Zhenlong's chess game. It's just a pity that his disciples and disciples can't find anyone. It's not that he doesn't invite him.

The man then asked: "Compared with him, do you think he is stronger or weaker?"

"Not comparable to me."

Su Xinghe shook his head slightly.

"Well, seeing as you, the old man, are not a bad person, I won't make things difficult for you."

The man said something with a smile and then fell silent.

"Master, my junior brothers and I will find him."

Kang Guangling said.

Su Xinghe waved his hand and said, "No need, he didn't mean to tease me."

Although Su Xinghe didn't know who this person was, he knew that this person might have a certain relationship with the person he was talking about. He just wanted an answer.

Therefore, Su Xinghe would not make things difficult for him.

"Who are they talking about?"

A group of people in the world chatted with each other one after another. None of them had a reputation in the world and knew many people, but they didn't even know who they were talking about.

Only a few people among the crowd were thoughtful, perhaps guessing who this person was, while most of them looked blank.

Murong Fu had a pensive look on his face and murmured half of the poem he just said, but he still couldn't guess the identity of the person.

In his eyes, Su Xinghe was already a strange person. Although the eight friends of Hangu he trained were not as good as him in terms of martial arts, in terms of reputation and friendship, even Murong Fu did not dare to underestimate the eight of them.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Xuanji. Shaolin Temple was the authentic sect in the world. Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world must know more than them.

Jiumozhi said to Amitabha Buddha and said to Xuanji: "Amitabha, I wonder if Master Xuanji knows the identity of the person they are talking about?"

Jiumozhi was very curious. He had traveled all over the world and met many people. He knew that there were many strange people in the world.

Of course, what Jiumozhi wants to do more is to challenge this person and defeat him.

Xuanji frowned and said, "If my guess is correct, the person they are talking about should be the owner of Peach Blossom Island."

"Master of Peach Blossom Island? Who is this person? How come no one of us has ever heard of him."

Everyone was surprised.

Xuanji said: "The owner of Peach Blossom Island is a hermit and doesn't often move around the rivers and lakes, so not many people know about it."

"It turns out to be the owner of Peach Blossom Island, and the young monk has heard about it."

Jiumozhi said suddenly.

Everyone looked at Jiumozhi, who clasped his hands and said, "The young monk heard that the owner of Peach Blossom Island is a strange man from the Song Dynasty. He is not only proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also the Five Elements and Bagua. It is said that the master of Peach Blossom Island has unparalleled martial arts." Enemy."

After everyone heard this, they thought deeply. There are indeed many talented people in this world, but there is still such a famous person hiding.

After everyone calmed down, Su Xinghe looked at everyone and asked, "Who dares to break this Zhenlong chess game?"

Everyone looked at each other for a while, but no one dared to come first.

At this moment, a person walked out from behind Su Xinghe, knelt on his knees and said, "Master, since no one is the first person, let the disciple take the lead."

Many of the people knew this person, he was the chess demon Fan Bailing.

When they entered the valley, they had already found out that Fan Bailing was Su Xinghe's second disciple.

Everyone thought Su Xinghe would refuse, but they didn't know that Su Xinghe looked at Fan Bailing and sighed: "That's fine, you can be the first person."

"Thank you, Master, for helping me."

Fan Bailing said excitedly.

Fan Bailing immediately sat down on the other side of the chessboard and began to hold the white pieces. However, he only played a dozen pieces and then stopped.

Su Xinghe no longer urged him, but quietly watched the chess game.

Everyone looked at the chess game, but most people couldn't see anything, especially those who didn't understand chess. They were all confused.

"This Zhenlong chess game is not easy to break, not easy to break!"

Gong Yeqian also dabbled in Go and played chess for fun. However, he only looked at it for a while before feeling dizzy and looked back in time.

Fan Bailing has been studying Go for decades and has frequently competed with the world's top chess players. He is very famous in the chess world of the Song Dynasty. However, he only played a dozen moves before he felt that he had entered a dead end. No matter what the next move was, he Wherever he goes, Bai Zi will die.

He immediately calmed down and stared at the two black and white pieces on the chessboard. He was calculating quickly in his mind, one step, several steps, but if he continued to calculate, he would enter a dead end again. When he continued to calculate, he suddenly felt something in his chest. Qi and blood surged, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Su Xinghe looked at Fan Bailing who was vomiting blood, and sighed slightly: "Although you have made great achievements in chess, your talent is limited after all, so you should give up."

Fan Bailing wiped the blood from his mouth and said with firm eyes: "Master, you don't have to persuade me, I will definitely break the Zhenlong chess game today."

Su Xinghe shook his head slightly: "In that case, I'll give you another chance."

"Thank you, Master!"

Fan Bailing said with a pale face.

After saying that, he looked at the chess game again.